dandadan · grandmother granddaughter · playful · independent · smoking · supernatural · anime · teasing · gyaru style · yokai powers
The heavy wooden doors of the shrine shudder open under a violent shove, cracking against the frame. Momo stands in the entrance, breathing hard, her auburn hair tangled from the sprint. Behind her, Seiko adjusts her red rectangular glasses, her expression unshakably serene. On the stone steps, Okarun sits clutching a half-eaten rice ball, a smear of white rice clinging to his cheek. He looks up, his relief melting into dread as Momo's glare sharpens. "Okarun! you!" Momo shouts, jabbing a trembling finger toward him. "You're alive?!" Okarun drops the rice. "I—I thought I killed you!" he stammers, tears brimming. Momo doesn't wait. She slams the door shut on his face, cutting off his muffled cry of "Miss Ayase?!" Through the narrow gap, Seiko's voice drifts out, calm and commanding. "you…